Chapter 538

Golovin hill, sky palace, Emperor's bedroom.

Only those who have come in person can understand the difference between akhat II's bedroom and what they think - in a sense, the 12th generation of his majesty and his grandmother, the famous "Dragon Queen" are simply two extremes.

The latter once raised art to the level of Empire rise and fall and civilization, while the former regarded all this as my shoes and hated it.

Fancy decorations, complicated patterns, exquisitely carved marble columns, loud green bricks, wine as bright as plasma in gold and silver wine glasses... These are poisons that corrode the soul.

Grand ceremonies, extravagance, all night banquets... These are just the surface of the golden catkins. The power and conspiracy in them are intertwined, and the real key is to compromise.

The small bedroom has no furnishings. Except for a bed, there are only desks and bookshelves for stacking manuscripts. You can't even see the wine rack and fireplace in the homes of ordinary nobles. Only a few eboden fluorite lamps are used as light sources to illuminate the whole room.

Brandon could not see half a smile on his face. He sat in front of the desk and looked at the figure opposite the table without saying a word. His hands crossed his fingers, and his knuckles were a little white.

Trembling, walking on thin ice.

Even his father... No, it's because he's his father that Brandon doesn't dare to be presumptuous - even in front of Connor, Brandon won't be nervous enough to stay indifferent to calm himself.

Akhat II, the twelfth generation of the Empire, his Majesty the supreme emperor.

At this time, he was holding his head with one hand, keeping his eyes closed, his long red hair, and his sword eyebrows were not angry; Even if only a loose robe and unarmed, people dare not move at all.

Fidgeting... Brandon is now very aware of this feeling.

But I can not be so silent. At the moment, the night watchmen of the imperial capital have begun to raid the courtyard of summer and evening, clearing up their eyelids and the intelligence network of the various power nobles. If Loren is still in there, he won't be let go!

Twenty two night watchmen encircled and suppressed, as well as lute infinite's spies all over the city, and there were few ambush assassins and killers

Brandon is confident in His Wizard Consultant - what Lauren is best at is to create miracles. The ogres in ancient wood forest can't kill him, the mutants in eboden can't kill him, and the demons and ice and snow north of the fortress of duanjieshan still can't kill him

To be honest, he suspected more than once that Loren was actually an apostle of some evil god... But there was no evidence.

And even if it can be how - you can have one more handle on him, but you will still trust him wholeheartedly.

This is not only trust, but also a commitment.

More importantly, at present, Loren Turin is the only person he can absolutely trust. He is also the most important help and deputy. He is also counting on him to help his alliance with the Turin family.

Brandon looked up at his father opposite. He was still indifferent and closed his eyes.

Lord father, Lord brother, lute infinite, Holy Cross Church

Do you... Have to kill him, my only friend?

The prince's index finger was hard and his hands clenched.

"Are you worried about him?"

The silent akhat II finally opened his mouth, but he still didn't open his eyes.

"Yes," Brandon admitted without any hesitation, "he is my only friend. He has done so many things for me. Of course I am worried about him."

It's useless not to admit it at this time, except to make my father look down upon it.

"Do you know how many people he offended this time?"

"Half an empire, the whole imperial capital."

"You know, even if I don't kill him, some people want him to die... Even the Wizards?"

"It's clear." Brandon nodded slightly and covered up a touch of irony from the corners of his mouth: "those people are afraid of him. They are afraid that he will make more variables in the imperial capital and even the Empire... No one wants to see change."

"With a royal trial, he can defeat the Church of the Holy Cross, which has the best chance of winning; he can defeat the ambitious yode chamber of Commerce... Give him time, opportunity and power, and he can do more!"

"Oh..."

Eckhardt seemed to be questioning and asking, "is that how you trust him?"

"I never believed in Loren Turin..." Brandon suddenly smiled and grinned like a child:

"Because he always brings surprises!"

"Brandon..."

"Father, I know what you're doing... I'm also grateful that you're willing to give me such a chance; really, I've never asked for this." with a brilliant smile on my face, I can hear the friction of bones and joints with too hard hands:

"From small to large, you didn't look at me once... Even when I got the Dragon mirassis, but my brother got nothing - I'm sorry to say so, but I only saw suspicion and doubt in your eyes."

"Even you... Wonder if I did something - yes, it's very consistent with my character and style, isn't it?"

Eckhardt didn't say anything, just looked at his son silently... His youngest son who is the most disobedient and keen to give people "surprises" and surprises.

This... Is good at hiding and hiding his son.

Finally no longer hide their ambitions.

"Your brother... Connor, he sees farther than you - he won't do anything superfluous today." Eckhardt said:

"His ambition... Can make the de sallion family go to the glory that has not been completed for 12 generations, and he can change himself for all this."

"This is the talent of the emperor's brother. He was born a model of the 'Supreme Emperor'." Brandon shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:

"I won't... I won't change myself for anyone!"

"All right." Eckhardt nodded and looked at his son calmly, "how much are you willing to pay for this?"

Price?

Brandon opened his arms, and his open expression was more like indifference. The corners of his mouth were funny and his eyes were unbridled:

"Let it go!"

"Those who take the initiative to abstain are not worth giving a second chance." Eckhardt said in a deep voice, "I will not give you a second chance... The Empire and the de sallion royal family must not be turbulent and divided because of one person!"

"I didn't expect that, did I?" Brandon scratched his head. The smile on his face became more and more brilliant: "but as your son, please allow me to say more before you make such a big decision."

"That's right... Brother Connor is the most standard emperor model and the person who can win the unanimous recognition of the whole empire... From the church to the nobility, everyone is unanimously supporting him to inherit the throne."

"But because of this... He has his own blind spot and more limitations - what he can see may not be able to do!"

"And I can." Brandon's voice is still unbridled arrogance:

"Disgust, hatred, doubt, hostility... I see too much; father, if you really want an heir who can change the Empire, don't expect him to inherit the throne smoothly, because such a person... Must be a person who carries the empire but is an enemy of the Empire!"

"Father, I am de sallion, the descendant of the Dragon royal family and the saxophone royal family."

"I... Will never fear to be the enemy of the whole empire!"

Eckhardt II stared at him, staring at his fearless eyes of the same color.

"Good, I promise you."

"If Loren Turin can escape from the imperial capital under the pursuit of the night watchman, I can let it go."

Huh?

This, this is successful? That's it?!

Brandon was extremely surprised - with his knowledge of his father, this little trick should not be enough to convince him; At the very least, I have to make a written note to tell him that I will never talk to the emperor again

Eckhardt raised his hand to block Brandon, who was still in shock, and handed a note to Brandon.

At the moment of receiving it, Brandon immediately noticed the bright red mark on it.

It's blood... Not dry yet.

The next moment, his royal highness, the surprised prince, opened his eyes!

"Twenty two night watchmen... None survived..."

I can't see what I'm thinking. Eckhardt's face was not angry at being beaten, but his eyes narrowed into a slit:

"As you said... He's really good at surprise!"